Jimmy's eyeballs nearly popped out, "If you can already locate him, why do you still need me to find him?"

Watson, "Like I said, he's too familiar with us. The moment our people show up in his vicinity, he spots them and then vanishes."

Jimmy, "Fine, I need all the information available now, including his assumed identity, recent surveillance footage, last known location, and whether he's armed. Oh, and can the signal source be monitored from the outside? I can't possibly investigate this from here all the time."

Watson stood up and left the office, "Come with me."

The command center, a place Jimmy had visited numerous times while dealing with the explosion case, he always felt an urge to salivate whenever he saw the surveillance information here. If they could use these resources in their daily case work, it would greatly reduce the time spent searching for intelligence. Sadly, it was just a pipe dream; even the FBI's own command center wasn't somewhere he was qualified to work in.

Watson, "Everyone, this is an internal security incident investigation, those with level three clearance and below, leave the room. Now!"

With a rustle, three staff members got up and left the room. Those who remained were presumably within the authorized clearance levels. Jimmy heaved a sigh of relief; if most of the people here had left, that would be a big problem for their information investigation.

Watson, "Pull up Boxer's profile, location information."

The central screen displayed Boxer's profile, showing more information than what Jimmy had obtained in his paper files, as there were no redacted bars here. However, there were still no names, and the photo was just an ID photo.

Jimmy took out an envelope and handed a photo to an employee in the front, "Scan this one and display it on the screen."

While the employee went to scan the photo, Jimmy directly took over command from Watson, "Show the last known location of the signal, check for surveillance in that area, find him, and verify his current appearance."

Watson, seeing Jimmy take charge, didn't issue any further commands and stood by watching the information update on the screen.

The screen showed a map with several white dots, which were completely different from the path-indicating displays of GPS. "Supervisor Watson, doesn't your signal source transmit location continuously?"

Watson nodded, "Correct, it transmits approximately every 10 minutes. The signal from the device on his body is good for two years, and there are about three months left."

Jimmy turned to Watson, "Supervisor Watson, can we talk outside?"

Watson followed Jimmy into the hallway. Jimmy, "I forgot to ask just now. This agent is a field operative, right? He must have gone through your training, so I need to know his combat skills, what he's good at, any special skills?"

Watson, "I thought you wouldn't care about that. True to his codename, Boxer, he's been training in a boxing club since he was a kid. At the age of 15, his family died in a traffic accident, and then he was recruited into our training camp on someone's recommendation. He excels at hand-to-hand combat, particularly Bajiao and boxing, and has undergone comprehensive weapon training. He's very proficient with all kinds of firearms and daggers. He's also taken part in extreme training and has greater endurance than an average person."

Jimmy took a sharp breath. This guy's even more outrageous than me with all my enhancements. Are you training agents or superheroes?

Jimmy, "You're joking, right? How am I supposed to catch him? He'll have me killed before I even show up."

Watson, "That's why I didn't ask you to take him alive. Get to work."

With that, Watson turned and went back to the command center.

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